Tenay: Ambrose is no laughing matter Eric, this guy gives me the creeps and I know I'm not the only one. He gave up a chance to enter the Nitro MITB match by fighting all the way to the backstage area with The Rock two weeks.

Bischoff: I honestly don't think he cares, until The Rock's dead and buried and I don't think he'll be interested in anything else.

Tenay: It's like he's obsessed with The Rock, I hear he was caught searching the HR records at HQ a few days ago for The Rocks home address incase he was told to take the night off again..

Ambrose staggers out from the backstage area with a glazed over look in his eyes as he stares out across the arena. He is met with boos from the fans as he shakes his head at them, laughing to himself before going face to face with a child in the front row. Ambrose leans down and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a Rock action figure that he offers to the young boy who reaches up to grab it.. only to see Ambrose pull it back, throw it to the floor and stamp on it with a large grin on his face. Ambrose slaps himself in the face and shakes his head violently before pulling on his hair and walking on towards the ring as the childs parents attempt to console him.

Ambrose jumps up into the ring and circles it twice before heading over to the far side next to the announcers table and indicating for a microphone. Ambrose watches the ring hand carefully as he attempts to hand him a microphone before feigning a punch which sends the ring hand flailing backwards believing himself to be in danger, dropping the microphone at Ambroses feet in the process. Ambrose picks the microphone up and begins staring at the camera, the smile slowly fading and then reappearing eerily as he continues to stare into the lens without saying a word.

Tenay: That is just so creepy..

Ambrose finally breaks his stare and looks up the ramp towards the stage and then down at the fans in the front row.

Ambrose: Where is.. The Rock? Have you seen him..? Have you? How about you? I really.. REALLY need to know where The Rock is right now because I have about two weeks of frustration built up inside me that's ready to POP! Like a maggot infested bladder that just can't possibly hold any more blood and bile..

Bischoff: That's a really nice image.. I think I'm about to cancel my dinner reservation for the post show..

Ambrose: And just like that diseased.. disgusting.. oddly delightful bladder you really don't want me to explode.. because when that happens things might get a little messy. Though lets face it.. the WWE and specifically Nitro can't exactly become more of a mess than it already is.. can it? I mean.. lets talk about this mess for a second.. lets take a long hard look at Nitro and how filthy this place really is. We've got a guy.. the intercontinental champion who is.. clearly quite crazed and delusional.. who thinks he's dead. Then we've got a masked.. "superhero".. fighting the forces of evil.. specifically a man who calls himself a "fallen angel".We've got a guy.. a big tough muscle-bound meat head.. that I pretty much gift wrapped a World Heavyweight title victory at King of the Ring and still managed to blow it.. being bullied.. and humiliated by a Canadian who couldn't sound more British if he tried.. who stands at roughly knee height to just about everyone else in the back. And you people just eat it all up.. cheering and booing who you're told to.. buying into this strange and stupid idea that the more you support a guy.. the more likely he is to win. And they call me crazy..Ambrose scowls, lowering his head a little before scrolling his eyes up to stare at the camera.

Ambrose: But the craziest thing about that is.. it does make a difference. See that's what's wrong with this company.. that's what's wrong with people like Shane McMahon. They listen to you people.. they give you what you want and ignore people like me.. who work hard their entire lives just to be thrown whatever scraps might be left over from the plates of people like.. The Rock. But i'm not accepting scraps anymore.. no.. no no no.. that's not how we do things around here anymore because I say so..

Let me enlighten you to how things should.. and would work around here if not for people like The Rock. If mr Straight to DVD himself were to just up and leave.. then hard working.. talented.. charismatic people.. might actually have a chance at getting a fair shot. But The Rock's not going to just walk away is he.. and that's where I come in. See i'm not interested in titles.. or money.. that doesn't motivate me.. and because these things don't motivate me.. I'm an unknown quantity that can't be controlled by a system designed to keep The Rock at the top.

See what motivates me is justice and fairness.. and true justice can only be exacted through violence.. mind numbing.. uncontrollable.. sadistic and blood curdling violence. I don't want your titles.. I don't need your money.. all I live for is to make sure that people like The Rock.. liars and thieves.. get exactly what they deserve.

Ambrose begins to stare back up at the stage.

Ambrose: So let’s go back to the start.. I’m spoiling for a fight.. I need my next dose of destruction and I need it now.. last week I was denied my chance to finish what was started at Summerslam.. and that made me a little moody. Rock.. Don’t make me beg.. don't make me yell.. and scream.. and cry.. don't make me do something to these people that you're going to regret. Come out here and be a man and take what's coming...

*Before Ambrose can say anymore, the sound of Rock's theme electrofying blares out through the speakers as the crowd pop with the largest cheers of the night. The Brahma Bull burst's through the curtain and on to the stage, eating up the applause from the crowd. He stands and just stares at the ring for a few seconds before making his way down the ramp as the crowd now chant "Rocky!" over and over.

He reaches a point, middle of the ramp and stops for a few seconds before turning to the upset boy in the crowd. Rock then goes over to the barricade and speaks with the young boy for a few seconds before taking off his glasses and giving them to the young fan who now has a smile on his face, he pats the boy on the head as his parents begin to thank the Rock. Rocky then once more turns his attention to the ring as he continues his way down the ramp.

Picking up a mic at ringside, Rock stares at Ambrose for a few moment's before entering the ring using the steps and then begins to speak.. The crowd though erupt once more and stops the Rock before he can say a word. He beats his chest and points out towards the crowd before attempting to speak once more.*

Rock: Firstly, Ambrose. Was that always a Rock figure in your pocket or were you just pleased to see me? *Rocky smiles and the crowd laugh at his words, Amrobse though shows no sign of emotion and looks ready to snap at any moment.*

Rock: Secondly, is that how low you are? That you would come out here and upset a young fan by crushing a figure of the Great one? You know.. if you really wanted to upset him, you could have just giving him a figure of yourself jack. That face, that hair cut.. it's enough to scare anybody.

*Rock again smiles as the crowd continue to laugh and cheer.*

Rock: The people you mentioned... Undertaker *Crowd pop* Brock Lesnar *crowd boo* Tyson Kidd *Big crowd pop* Two words describe those people best, Passion and talent. Those guys, like them or not.. have those two things, two things that I have and two things that you will never have. Dean Ambrose, your career here in the WWE is nothing short of thuggery. You have broken more rules then the Rock's had pie, and anyone who knows the Rock.. knows, the Rock has a lot of pie.

You talk about the system.. The system, the plan. There in place and have been for many years because people like Stone Cold, Steve Austin! *Huge pop* Hulk Hogan! *Pop* guys and legends like that.. have worked there way from the bottom and have showed passion and talent to achieve what they have.. YOU, You went for the biggest dog in the yard to make your name and get a spot on Nitro then have the cheek to disregard the System? You claim that without me here, others would flourish and grow, that without me here.. This place would be for the better? Oh no, no.. no. Without me.. Without the guys that have showed passion and talent through out the years.. there would be no WWE, Wrestling would not be whats it is today.. The only plus side there would likely be no Dean Ambrose but, you can't have everything.

Bottom line Jabroni, there is always a place for people with Talent and passion, these guys *Points out towards the crowd* will be the judge of people with passion and talent, these guys are why the Rock is here and why the Rock is never.. and the more Rock means NEVER! Going away. *Huge crowd pop as the Rock turns to look out towards the fans.* Rock: Dean Ambrose, What the Rock is telling you is.. You have over stayed your welcome, The Rock.. the great one is all healed up and I'm ready to go, You want to do something about it.. then lets do it. You beat the Rock fair and square at Summer Slam, well done. It's 1-0.. It's now the second round and I'm still standing! I was spiked on my head and it sparked my desire and hunger, the desire and hunger to make sure the Millions..... *Crowd join in* And Millions! of the Rock's fans never have to watch you standing tall with your arm raised again.

Just like so called justice and fairness motivate you, well these people motivate me and there telling me.. there urging me, Rock.. Rock we need you to get back in that ring at Money In the Bank.. we need to put an end to that rudy poo candy ass Ambrose, we need to show that the team bring it army is still standing and it's shouting.. Is that all you got? Dean Ambrose.. I'm laying down the challenge, me and you, Dean Ambrose.. one on one, with the great one! Now.. What do you say BIAATCCHH?! Ambrose responds by knocking down Rock with a right hand. Rock get to his feet, but drops to his knees after a Low Blow! Then Ambrose uses his shoulder to repeatedly drive Rock's stomach into the turnbuckle, which causes Rock to then fall to a seated position, before Ambrose begins stomping a mudhole in Rock!Tenay: Ambrose trying to get rid of Rock again!

Bischoff: Look who's here!Shane McMahon appears on the stage, mic in hand, as Dean drops to his knees and begins hammering Rock with punches.

Shane: Dean! Stop this!

Dean just ignores Shane, and picks up Rock, before dropping him with a clothesline. He stands once more, before standing on the Rock's stomach with one foot, whilst kicking him with the other. Dean then leaves the ring, and grabs a steel chair, before slamming it down on the Rock. Dean then slams it down's on Rock's leg, as the Rock screams in pain.

Shane motions towards the back, as around a dozen security guards come down to ringside. The first one jumps onto the apron, but Ambrose drives the edge of the steel chair into his ribs, and the guard drops to the floor. Ambrose then drops the chair, and begins fighting off guards with his hands, punching a few down, elbowing one, causing him to fall out of the ring, before there's one guard left. Ambrose kicks the last guard in the gut, as he enters the ring - before lifting him up, and landing a Piledriver!

Tenay: Dean's fighting off Shane's army! Rock's career could be over!

Bischoff: Come on Dean! Destroy the bastard!

Shane is shocked at his security guards fail, as Dean pulls Rock up, and throws him into the corner. Dean throws punches at the Rock again, as Shane enters the ring. He tries to pull Dean off the Rock, but Dean lands a back elbow, which causes Shane to go groggy. Shane then becomes groggy, as Dean throws Rock into the opposite corner. He then turns to Shane, before clotheslining him out of the ring!

Rock tries to gain an advantage with a clothesline of his own, but Dean manages to land a DDT! Dean then picks up the steel chair, before dropping it down on the Rock's back. Shane manages to recover, and picks up the microphone again!Shane: Dean! Dean! If you stop this, you can have the Rock at Money in the Bank - just stop the fighting.

Dean just ignores Shane again, before Dean picks Rock up. The opens the chair, before shoving Rock's head between it. Shane shakes his head, as Dean lifts up Rock for the Midnight Special!

Tenay: No! This could kill the Rock!

Bischoff: Oh god! He's going to drop Rock on his head, with this steel chair around him!

Shane: No, no, no! Dean, stop this now. Y-Y-Y-You could pick the stipulation for the match - anything you want - just don't do this!

Dean smiles at Shane, before exploding into a laugh, as Rock uses this distraction to remove the steel chair from his head, and drops it on the floor. Dean then runs, going for the Midnight Special, but Rock manages to slip out, and lands the Rock Bottom on the steel chair!

Bischoff: What the hell! I'd rather see the Midnight Special!

Tenay: Rock may have just saved his career! And now Shane can breathe a sigh of relief.Rock gets to his feet, and stands on the top turnbuckle, before posing for the fans. He turns his head to Shane, before saying "I want him in 10 days!", as Shane just nods his head!